MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

"it is good."

"Is that a deal then?"

"Yes, thank you."

"No need! You should be the one thanking me, Xiao Mu!"

"Xiao Mu is my sister after all, so it's naturally my business."

"...Ne, Saki."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Is Xiao Mu related to you by blood?"

"No, but we're childhood sweethearts, aren't we? We grew up together."

"...Then why is Saki always so fixated on being Mutsu's older sister? Mutsu is older than you, isn't she?"

"Hmm, I don't know. It's just that I always feel like I should be Xiao Mu's older sister and take good care of her."

"...So, childhood sweethearts? Well, me too."

"Eh? Chu Hua wants to be my little sister too? Sure! Chu Hua, little sister?"

"No! Mingming already has a younger sister! She's not special enough."

"Ok!"

“I want Saki to call me older sister.”

"Eh?"

"I want to hear it."

"Well, still."

"Consider it a thank you, otherwise I'll tell Xiao Mu to come."

"Don't do that. Xiao Mu will feel pressured if she hears everyone accommodating her."

"That, Saki."

"No, no, I've never called anyone 'sister' before. I always feel like if I did, it would be like I need someone to take care of me."

"Can't I? QAQ, I... okay, I understand, I'll listen."

"...Chu Hua."

"Ok?"

"Aren't you very smart?"

"No, no, no, I'm super stupid, not nearly as smart as you, SaKI."

"That's true intelligence! That's right, that's true intelligence!"

"Eh?"

After a while.

"Language - 6 seconds"

Chu Hua clicked on it and started playing.

"Sister, please, can you help me? Please help me, okay?"

"Hmph!" Chu Hua responded and fell onto the bed, laughing incessantly, like a showerhead with too much water pressure falling to the ground and dancing, wiggling around on the bed while hooking the blankets.

It flipped over not long ago.

Lie down, then open it.

Flip it over again.

"Saki, you can do everything, big sister!!"

"Get away!!! No way!!! Just this once!!!"

"No, it's nothing, I understand!"

Saki herself is special.

Chu Hua tossed and turned.

As for Wakaba Mutsu.

There was someone I used to find a little unpleasant to look at.

It's pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.

My sister's sister.

Hello, little sister.

My little sister is the best.

Now, the word "sister" is the greatest word in the world.

Chu Hua held her phone, wanting to tap the voice message again.

But found out.

The world's cutest witch retracted a message.

. . . . . .

You can't do that, Saki!!!

I haven't saved it yet!!!

. . . . . .

Lying in bed, Wakaba Mutsu tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

It's probably because I slept today.

but.

More likely, it's because...

The room is not safe.

or.

The door wasn't closed; there was a crack.

Just right, enough for one person to press against the door and peer through the gap with one eye.

Whenever I close my eyes.

Ruoye Mutsu always felt that someone was watching him.

Just like every day before.

For people who already lack a sense of security, anything can become terrifying in a room that also lacks a sense of security.

not to mention.

How am I supposed to sleep like this?

If Ye Mu didn't know, just staring at that crack made him feel scared, sweaty, and thirsty.

I also felt spied on from time to time.

I got out of bed, reached out, picked up my water glass, and took a sip.

"Muzi, why aren't you sleeping properly again?"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Turning around, I saw my mother watching me from behind.

It was eerie and terrifying.

Chapter 107 Mom is doing this all for your own good

After the crack in the door became a door, the outside wind entered the room, unexpectedly breaking the stagnant air inside.

Mori Minami stood behind her, glancing at the guitar placed next to the bed, even though the bag wasn't even unzipped.

Finally, it crept up like a chill.

"Hmph~" Mori Minami's expression was not visible, but her voice was cold, without any doubt, only an unwavering certainty.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Minami asked.

"I'm awake," Wakaba Mutsu said softly as she turned her head.

It's not that I didn't sleep, it's just that my mouth was dry, so I took a nap and woke up.

"Oh, you just slept for a while and then woke up? Huh?" Mori Minami was backlit, so her expression was not visible, but her voice sounded calm and cold.

Subconsciously, Ruo Yemu raised her head and looked at her mother, wanting to confirm her expression.

But all I saw was that familiar look in my mother's eyes, a mixture of weariness and disappointment.

"No," Xiao Mu tried to say.

"What's wrong with it? How many times has this happened? Huh?"

"I've always wanted to believe what you said, Xiao Mu, how could you lie to your mother?"

but.

You clearly already knew the facts before you started looking for evidence.

Looking at his mother in front of him, Wakaba Mutsu thought to himself.

He wanted to say something, but then shut his mouth.

From the very beginning, I was guilty.

On the eve of the concert.

After returning home, Minami Mori...

Xiang has been revising his score.

Correspondingly, everyone at MUJICA is also practicing little by little.

Ruo Ye Mu is not a particularly gifted guitarist, but she doesn't want Xiang's concert to go wrong, so she practices very hard.

Even so, sometimes, in certain places, my hands still can't quite get the hang of it, and I always feel like I'm missing something.

One day, after going to bed according to the family's schedule, I said goodnight to Xiangzi while lying in bed, and then suddenly thought of what to do.

Turning over and getting out of bed to play the piano was exceptionally smooth.

But when she looked up, she saw her mother watching her from the doorway.

The silence after midnight enveloped the entire house like a thick, sound-absorbing velvet cloth.

Only in Xiao Mu's room, the faint sound of guitar strings, like tiny glass beads falling to the ground, could be heard.

"Playing guitar again?" Minami's thought suddenly occurred to her.

Suddenly, it seemed I understood why Wakaba Mutsumi always had a blank expression and never smiled, and why he hadn't become a top actor yet, unlike others, or even those kids who had already started winning acting awards.

I can't sleep well, I don't study properly, I don't study hard, and I don't practice acting. Why can't I sleep well? I secretly play the guitar every day!

Under the dim bedside lamp, Xiao Mu held her guitar, looking exceptionally happy—a side of her she had never seen before.

He never showed a smile to himself.

He clearly cares about her so much and loves her so much, yet she has never smiled at him. Right now, he is holding a guitar and humming a tune.

The other person turned to look at him, their fingers still on the strings, a trace of bewilderment at being interrupted and a lingering gentleness from being immersed in the melody.

And happiness that vanishes in an instant.

That's proof that you've been caught red-handed.

If only she had put that effort into her acting! Instead of wasting it on other random things.

"What time is it?!" Minami Mori demanded. "Wakaba Mutsumi, what time is it?! Do you remember you have acting class tomorrow? Do you remember ballet class tomorrow? I'm asking you, do you even remember? Do you know what time it is?"